My first couple seasons of skiing, I would get really bad altitude sickness. So one time my brother took me skiing when I was like 14, and we skied the whole day, and when we were driving back, I threw up in his car.
my first trip ever out west, i was gearing up to go to heavenly first day with my bud. mind you i ride a 700 ft vert hill in CNY regularly so i was pretty fuckin pumped. bluebird day, were rollin in to the nevada side base at like 10:30. park the car and my buddy looks at me and goes, "i forgot my boots at home."
it was only an extra half hour or so but dude i was fuckin pumped to ride